"Are you sure that the National Cultivators' Conference will be held at half past two in the afternoon in this conference hall?"

A personable white-skinned gentleman stood on the balcony of a luxury suite in a hotel near the river in Jiankang City, looked at the conference hall outside the river, and asked.

A mature and plump female secretary wearing gold-rimmed glasses beside him nodded again: "Yes, Chairman York, the information shows that the National Cultivators' Conference will indeed be held there. ”

"Oh my God, it's the twenty-first century." The white gentleman shook his head and sighed, "They still believe that cultivation can become transcendental? ”

"What's even more terrifying is that the local government unconditionally supports them to do this!"

"It's weird!"

"Yes." The female secretary who listened to the chairman's question nodded slightly, and her eyes were as confused as she looked at the conference hall in the distance.

She is the secretary of the chairman of York, who came to Jiankang City to talk about investment.

At the same time, she is also one of the important expatriates of Citigroup, and she is more sensitive to changes in imperial court policies and abnormalities in the government than Chairman York.

Although there have been rumors of the National Practitioners' Conference for a long time, everyone regards it as a semi-official petty fight, a means for those religious organizations to wave their flags and shout to show their sense of existence and subsidize.

However, with the conference about to be held, as long as they are discerning, they have already sensed the extraordinary nature of this National Cultivator Conference from the actions of the imperial court!

Such a move is clearly a national-level act!

It's the official endorsement of this National Cultivator Conference!

"The court of this country is really fascinated by mysterious powers!"

"yes." Chairman York heard the female secretary's self-talk, nodded and said, "But I'm more worried about the country." ”

"Domestic?"

"Anti-intellectualism is becoming more and more popular in China, can you believe it, we have just put a theologian who adheres to geocentrism to the chairmanship of the Science and Technology Management Committee!" Saying this, Chairman York patted his forehead lightly: "Moreover, I also learned that the president has recently formed a mystical advisory group composed of all gods, and it seems that he wants to study all the occults of our Citi Country!" ”

"Perhaps...... We don't know what is going on. Hearing this, the female secretary couldn't help but think of the photo of the important target person repeatedly emphasized in the intelligence, the beautiful young man in white!

"Hmm!"

The female secretary's gold-rimmed glasses noticed a figure dressed in white on the street.

The gold-wire glasses immediately enlarged the area, and suddenly ...... A young man in a white costume was clearly seen by the female secretary.

"It's him!"

"He must have come to attend the National Cultivator Conference as well!"

The female secretary was about to continue her observation and upload the data to the satellite in real time.

But suddenly found that the gold-wire glasses showed that the connection with the spy satellite had been interrupted!

Moreover, the white-clothed young man who had just appeared on the road along the river and Heti Park had only been walking for a long time when he was stopped by several black-clothed people.

Xiao Yu's Qingyun Sword Immortal was walking on the river road where there were no pedestrians, looking at the beautiful scenery along the river, and after he left, someone from the government came over.

At first, they proposed to send Qingyun Sword Immortal to the conference hall.

It's just that Xiao Yu politely rejected their request, saying that he was planning to continue to comprehend for a while, as for participating in the National Cultivator Conference...... Anyway, it's not going to be late.

Xiao Yu's answer made those black-clothed people dare not continue to ask, so they had to become bodyguards and guard Xiao Yu's side.

Xiao Yu smiled, disappreciated, stopped behind a river, and looked at the river with his eyes.

In recent years, environmental protection has been very strong, and it is still useful, at least the river water is much clearer, and you can feel that there are a lot of fish in it.

"I feel a little embarrassed to go to the National Cultivator Conference as a guest like this."

"It's decided, just borrow flowers to offer Buddha and send some fish over." Xiao Yu's Qingyun Sword Immortal showed a faint smile.

But it made the black-clothed people around look serious and nervous, for fear that this little ancestor would think of some crooked idea.

"Go!"

Xiao Yu whispered, and four invisible floating frisbees flew out in unison, rowing into the rolling river and disappearing.

After some operation, Xiao Yu stretched his waist and looked at the black-clothed man beside him: "The time is almost up, please lead the way." ”

"Huh?" The man in black didn't react at first, but then he woke up and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good!" ”

I saw Xiao Yu enter the VIP car for pick-up.

A few men in black breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a young voice said, "This Qingyun Sword Immortal is really young." ”

"Yes, so young, I heard that I can already fly with a sword, tsk, this kind of character in a TV series, I only know it when I see it with my own eyes...... The actors in the TV series don't want to have this kind of temperament in their lives! ”

"Alright, let's get the team up!"

"Wait, boss, won't you pick up another VIP?"

"Another VIP? Oh, no. ”

"The owner of the Longshan Witch Gate was very punctual, and he came over with the hotel bus early in the morning."

“……”

In the conference hall, Zhou, the contemporary owner of Longshan Wumen, who has been eating and waiting for death in the office for most of his life, never imagined that one day he would be treated as a special guest, surrounded by a large number of Taoist priests with bald heads and ancient costumes, as a big man.

This is not scientific!

Finally, the master of Zhou, who had finished greeting each other with the last guest, sat on the chair and quietly doubted life.

He didn't understand why the world had changed so strangely, and he had been living an extremely leisurely life, waiting for the good days when he could even have time left on the way to work after retirement, drinking tea and teasing the birds.

Why did all of a sudden, my life change?

The master of Zhou's door took a sip and was usually reluctant to drink, but during this time, it was a big red robe that could be drunk casually, and he fell into a memory.

He still remembers that when he was reading the newspaper in the office and accumulating topics, waiting for him to go to the teahouse after work to be able to brag and fart with the tea friends.

Suddenly, the boss was emotionally killed, and he asked Zhou with a happy face to prepare immediately, waiting for the big man to summon him.

Zhou remembered that at that time he asked like this: "Lao Zhang, it won't be the county magistrate who wants to see me, right?" ”

Then, Lao Zhang shook his head mysteriously, and pointed at the heavens with the index finger of his right hand: "No, it's the superior of the county magistrate...... Want to meet you! ”

"Ugh." When the master of Zhou thought of this, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.

He looked at the so-called fellow cultivators who were all around him, but he was not familiar with them, and felt that there must be something wrong here!

He noticed that a waiter had brought a stack of beautiful materials to each of the sect representatives.

After he got a copy in his hand, he couldn't help but open it with curiosity.

His face immediately darkened.

looked at the pictorial of Zhao Mang, an outcast of Longshan Wumen, in the album.

He almost spurted a mouthful of hot blood out of his throat.

"Damn, I don't carry this pot!"